Poem: Sometimes, Life Is So Harsh
Sometimes, life is so harsh, it takes your breath away.
Darkness oppresses, evil miasma choking both night and day.
Victims flounder in viscous mire, binding the limbs and soul,
Zaps zeal and zest, robs the senses, weary from merciless toll.
Downtrodden: look and listen, though you may find it hard
In black abyss, look up and see, light piercing through the lard
It may take time, keep fighting the fight, things will change from dark and forlorn
Light will break through the cell of gloom, drenching anew, rebirth, reborn.